Read the excerpt from a short story. The Sonoran Desert route was his favorite. His friends were surprised he could endure the solitude of it, but he
cherished the barren miles. Today he'd passed a mile of verbena in full bloom, followed by ten miles with nothing but
sagebrush. The next leg promised cliffs, and he loved to imagine scaling them as he traversed the desolate highway. In
fact, one was rising in the distance, and the highway would bear right around it. He looked down to cool the
temperature, looked up again, and stared. The grill of a tractor trailer, in his lane, was bearing down upon him.
How does the excerpt exemplify the ideas King describes in "Danse Macabre"?
It allows readers to approach a "forbidden door.
O It provides a "single powerful spectacle" for the imagination's eye.
O It forces readers to "grapple" with their own mortality.
O It introduces an unlikely "dancing partner."

In the poem, collins suggests that memories do what as people age

Which three parts of this passage from chapter 6 of emily brontë's wuthering heights show that hindley earnshaw did not care about the well-being of catherine and heathcliff after the death of mr. earnshaw? they both promised fair to grow up as rude as savages; the young master being entirely negligent how they behaved, and what they did, so they kept clear of him. he would not even have seen after their going to church on sundays, only joseph and the curate reprimanded his carelessness when they absented themselves; and that reminded him to order heathcliff a flogging, and catherine a fast from dinner or supper. but it was one of their chief amusements to run away to the moors in the morning and remain there all day, and the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at. the curate might set as many chapters as he for catherine to get by heart, and joseph might thrash heathcliff till his arm ached; they forgot everything the minute they were together again: at least the minute they had contrived some naughty plan of revenge; and many a time i’ve cried to myself to watch them growing more reckless daily, and i not daring to speak a syllable, for fear of losing the small power i still retained over the unfriended creatures. one sunday evening, it chanced that they were banished from the sitting-room, for making a noise, or a light offence of the kind; and when i went to call them to supper, i could discover them nowhere. we searched the house, above and below, and the yard and stables; they were invisible: and, at last, hindley in a passion told us to bolt the doors, and swore nobody should let them in that night. the household went to bed; and i, too, anxious to lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though it rained: determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition, should they return.

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